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This is a lesson I will never forget (with the scumbag Eddie Kritzer):

This is the letter I jsut sent him today:

“Mr. Kritzer,

I sent you the letter 75 days ago to terminate my agreement with you. I will give you until This Friday (March 26) to return the $700 (or less before your take our your commission – and I want a detailed listing of expenses, please).

I have other things to do besides calling you to check on the status of my money while I am at work.

If I don’t receive the $700 or reasonable portion thereof by Friday, (March 26), I will be writing a letter to the editor to the Los Angeles Times and the New York Times about your treatment of writers. Frankly, I do not care what might happen to your reputation as a result of my truthful letter.

Almost everyone I’ve heard from about him hasn’t actually been hurt financially by being harassed by him, it makes me sad that there clearly are people who have been tricked into giving him money and taken advantage of. I don’t know how much the LA or NY Times will care about a small time scam artist, but the local news may be interested in pursuing an investigation. Local news thrives on small time crook stuff.

It’s my favorite because green is my favorite color. Today every article of clothing and accessory I have is green. I feel good and ridiculous about that. But I’m part Irish so I guess that’s probably the point.

Haven’t updated in a while. Moved last weekend. Finished unpacking last night. Need furniture. The apartment is way too big for just me, but that’s OK.

Season Premiere of South Park is tonight. So that’s exciting.

I’ve been working long hours doing the grunt work of TV. You know how there are an absurd number of credits on any given TV show or film? Those credits really only cover probably half of the people who worked on the show. Whole companies get a single credit, when there are dozens or hundreds of people at those companies who worked on the show. The sheer number of people who are involved in any given production is mind-boggling. People who do things like digitize tapes or carry them from one place to another or just keep the computers running for everyone else to work on. And that’s just in post.

Yeah. Lots of people. Not sure what my point was. Other than I’m busy.

I think sometimes we all must have thoughts that don’t seem like anyone else would have. I have a lot of those thoughts. I’m pretty sure my brain just doesn’t function anywhere near normal. Or maybe it does and I just don’t know it.

I’m just saying I have horrific flashbacks to how gross public school bathrooms are and wonder at how I survived high school.